Master, what path do you cultivate?.

Chapter 468: Buddhist Saints Can’t Play Rock and Roll

"Are these people not the only ones who were killed yesterday?"

Katsav naturally understood what Ji Qinglin meant, and this was the most reasonable explanation, but he really didn't want to admit it.

Because this means that it was not due to his own negligence that gave Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple the opportunity to do such a beastly act last night.

It's that they have been killing people right in front of their eyes, but they just haven't been discovered.

Katsav wanted to ask how many people there were, but in the end he didn't ask. That was the amount that could fill such a huge pit.

"Come here! Investigate the possible missing persons around and make sure to find any gaps."

"Yes!"

Ji Qinglin recalled Zhao Heng's experience and reminded:

"It is too unstable to catch missing people from outside, and the process of catching people is easily exposed. Let me give you an idea:

Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple should have been recruiting new disciples, some of whom were orphans and some were helpless poor people, and then brainwashed them into thugs. However, after discovering the true face of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, not all disciples should be willing to stay. They already know the secret of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, so naturally they cannot be allowed to live. "

Katsav's eyes widened when he heard this. On the one hand, he was surprised by Ji Qinglin's speed in judging the case, and on the other hand, he believed that this kind of animal behavior was indeed the most suitable choice for the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

It can not only continuously add new disciples, but also continuously provide new reserves for this blood pool.

Katsav gritted his teeth and said:

"Did you hear that? Investigate the disciple recruitment and personnel changes of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple! I also need to look through the land around Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. The flesh and blood is underneath, and the bones should be buried elsewhere, here or in that deep pit."

"Yes!"

Thinking that there might still be bones under his feet, Katsav wanted to faint.

Fortunately, I have always boasted that Buddhism is guangfu and that Dongyin Buddhism is a place of good karma, and there have never been any safety accidents. I didn't expect that this kind of thing actually keeps happening.

Ji Qinglin thought of Shituoling in "Journey to the West". It was almost the closest place to Lingshan Mountain, and it was also the place where the most people were slaughtered and eaten in the whole city.

In the final analysis, Buddhism is just a form of religion, and people still decide whether to be good or evil.

Ji Qinglin didn't plan to go down to check, and directly introduced:
"Go down this deep pit. There is an extremely wide underground fissure below. The depth is much lower than the foot of the mountain. You should be careful when checking. Those bones may have been thrown down there."

As he was talking here, he saw Master Jingneng running in from the ruins of the Pagoda Temple and saying:

"So you are here, Mr. Ji. It's really easy for me to find you."

"Master, what's the matter?"

"Thank you for your life-saving grace! This disaster in Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is all due to the monk's failure to investigate."

"Master, it's useless to say this now. Let's think about how to find the escaped monks of Wanfo Temple."

"That's why I'm here. My mentor, Buddha, is here."

Everyone present was shocked when they heard that the Buddha had arrived.

After all, this one of the Four Saints has not been to Foyuan Mountain for many years, but this time he was so alarmed that he rushed over.

Ji Qinglin didn't expect it to happen so soon. He originally thought of contacting him politely, but it wasn't completely unexpected.

Although the people around him looked expectant, Ji Qinglin shrugged and said:
"Isn't that just right? You all already know the specific situation. Why don't you just tell the Buddha to trouble him to search for it?"

Jing Neng also didn't expect that Ji Qinglin was not at all curious about his mentor, Buddha, so he had to add:

"Teacher, how many people would you like to meet? Is it convenient for them?"

The surrounding police officers, including Katsav from the Security Department, showed a little bit of anticipation, eager to agree for Ji Qinglin.

After all, Buddhist saints are the absolute top in the Buddhist country of East India.

Ji Qinglin was invited by the Buddhist saint in the Buddhist country of Dongyin, and then said that he didn't have time and didn't want to go and he didn't know if he would be beaten. Ji Qinglin did not make such an attempt.

"Okay, we'll let you go."

Ji Qinglin and his four others followed Jing Neng down the mountain.

But in a relatively secluded open space at the foot of the Wanfo Temple, there was a strange square house of about twenty or thirty square meters.

There were dozens of Buddhist disciples surrounding him, seemingly as a warning.

Ji Qinglin felt that the word "weird" could no longer be used to describe it.

The overall structure seems to be a house, but the decoration is really incredible. You can see that Buddhist scriptures are indeed engraved on the outside, and it is also painted with gold paint, but it only accounts for a small part; the other side is painted in white The skulls and strange colored lines resemble street graffiti.

And above the colorful metal room, there is a pair of huge palms with clasped hands.

Not to mention the unconventional blue coloring of the palms, there are also several large gold rings on the palms.

Except for the Buddhist scriptures written in one corner, there is really nothing related to Buddhism.

It's more like a rock star's makeshift dressing room than a monk's vehicle.

Now a singer came out of it holding a microphone and singing wantonly. Ji Qinglin was not surprised at all.

Seeing the doubts on several people's faces, Jing Neng could understand, and raised his hand and said:

"Master is inside, the four of you can go in."

"This Buddha of yours has quite a personality." "Ha, Master has always been like this."

Ji Qinglin wanted to ask again: Do you want to hold concerts every day on Foyuan Mountain?
But he was one of the Four Saints after all, so Ji Qinglin chose to push the door open and enter, followed by Lu Bing, Yu Ye and Chi Ye.

As soon as Ji Qinglin came in, he felt something was wrong.

Because he stepped on the grass and looked up, there seemed to be hundreds of square meters of space in the small house.

Surrounded by green trees and flowers, and under two big trees dozens of meters away, an old man who didn't look very serious was sitting cross-legged.

The cassock he was wearing was obviously a leather jacket!There are also various colorful metal pendants on the outside.

If it weren't for the bald head and the Buddhist rituals he was doing in his hands, he would definitely be a rock veteran.

"The four of you are here, please!"

Although the Buddha's Holy Jade Bodhi is some distance from the door, the voice is as if it is right in front of him, and the voice is quite kind.

As soon as he finished speaking, the distance between the two trees behind him, Yu Bodhi and Ji Qinglin instantly shortened.

"You're welcome four, please take a seat."

Ji Qinglin sat on the ground and said:
"May I ask if you are the Buddha's Holy Jade Bodhi?"

The old monk didn't have the airs of the Four Saints, he tilted his head and said:

"What? Mr. Ji doesn't think so."

"No, I just feel that the image is different from the expected image. Doesn't it mean that the four major elements of Buddhism are empty? The appearance of the Buddha is somewhat amazing."

"Ha, since it's all empty, what difference does it make in what you wear?"

Seeing how kind the old monk was, Lu Bing also joked:

"When I first saw it, I thought someone's rock and roll van was driving here."

The old monk didn't seem to care about the joke and calmly explained:

"What Mr. Dutang said is true. This was originally a rock and roll vanity. Back then, rock singers went to Foyuan Mountain to satirize Buddhism. They painted the temple in a mess and sang and danced in the temple every day."

"Senior Buddha Saint is really kind-hearted. Can you tolerate this? Then they gave up and gave the car to you."

"If you even care about this, then why do Buddhists cultivate their mind? Later, after long-term influence, the leading rock singer finally converted to Buddhism, but I was quite interested in their singing and clothing. These Wasting things is also a waste, so I used them."

Lu Bing smiled and said:

"Good guy, I didn't expect him to be a rock Buddhist saint, but this is the first time I've heard that playing rock music can also cultivate Buddhism? Is that disciple still there?"

"You should have seen him, it's the net energy outside."

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Seeing that the chat between the two was over and the atmosphere was relatively relaxed, Ji Qinglin asked:
"Senior Buddhist Saint came here this time for the affairs of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?"

"Yes, Jing Neng has told me the general situation, but I think Mr. Ji seems to know some inside information."

Ji Qinglin heard this and said straight to the point:

"I wonder if Senior Buddha has ever heard of 'Monk Jiechen'?"

The old monk shook his head and said:

"The monk Jiechen I know is only the past abbot of Wanfo Temple, but I think it's not him that Mr. Ji is asking about. I heard Jingneng say that Mr. Ji knew that Wanfo Temple killed so many people just to resurrect the real Jiechen dust."

Ji Qinglin nodded and told Buddha Jade Bodhi what he saw in the underground cracks and what he got from Fen Ye last night.

"This 'Jiechen' is the key to the whole thing. Maybe knowing what happened in the first place can help us find and deal with the remnants of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple."

Jade Bodhi thought for a moment and asked:
"Mr. Ji just said that it is speculated that Monk Jiechen is the source of the disaster, but at the same time, is he also the eminent monk who teaches the method of suppressing demons?"

"That's right, and I'm also wondering about this matter. Could it be that I understood it wrong somewhere?"

Jade Bodhi shook his head and smiled:
"Although I don't know this monk Jiechen, if I guess correctly, the source of the disaster should be monk Jiechen's inner demon body."

"Inner demon and evil body?"

Jade Bodhi explained:

"Yes, true practitioners will always find the demonic obstacles in their hearts. Of course, these children who only practice Kung Fu are not practitioners in my eyes.

Especially for those who practice Buddhism, they must not have any evil thoughts in their hearts when they become Buddhas. If they cannot eliminate their inner demons in advance and become free, the conflict between good and evil will become stronger and stronger.

If you want to become a Buddha, you have to expel the inner demons and evil thoughts from your body, so I think that may be what Mr. Ji said about sealing yourself away from the dust. "

Ji Qinglin felt that Jade Bodhi's statement was quite reasonable, and he suddenly realized it.

No wonder Jie Chen wanted to flee Kyushu. Maybe his inner demon had escaped, so he had to chase him out and deal with it.

That's why he taught Zen Master Huiming the technique of sealing the evil body so accurately, because it was his evil body.

As for the immortal's later talk about killing Monk Jiechen, could it be that the evil body that was killed was the evil body that escaped from the seal?
"Senior Buddha, if you kill the evil body, will the original body die?"

　Thank you for your reading and support! (Buddha: Brother, you are playing rock and roll. What is the use of playing with it~)

　　
　
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